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                                  To all believers; and, from that pretence,
                                  Spiritual laws by carnal power shall force
                                  On every conscience; laws which none shall find
                                  Left them inrolled, or what the Spirit within
                                  Shall on the heart engrave. What will they then
                                  But force the Spirit of Grace itself, and bind
                                  His consort Liberty? what, but unbuild
                                  His living temples, built by faith to stand,
                                  Their own faith, not another’s? for, on earth,
                                  Who against faith and conscience can be heard
                                  Infallible? yet many will presume:
                                  Whence heavy persecution shall arise
                                  On all, who in the worship persevere
                                  Of spirit and truth; the rest, far greater part,
                                  Will deem in outward rites and specious forms
                                  Religion satisfied; Truth shall retire
                                  Bestuck with slanderous darts, and works of faith
                                  Rarely be found: So shall the world go on,
                                  To good malignant, to bad men benign;
                                  Under her own weight groaning; till the day
                                  Appear of respiration to the just,
                                  And vengeance to the wicked, at return
                                  Of him so lately promised to thy aid,
                                  The Woman’s Seed; obscurely then foretold,
                                  Now ampler known thy Saviour and thy Lord;
                                  Last, in the clouds, from Heaven to be revealed
                                  In glory of the Father, to dissolve
                                  Satan with his perverted world; then raise
                                  From the conflagrant mass, purged and refined,


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